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KPOP DEMON HUNTERS (2025) dir. Maggie Kang and Chris Appelhans

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just a little zoeystery 😌

inspo pic

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rumi, p1

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random polytrix doodles >:D

the top left ones are based off the fic Already warm like sunshine on ao3 ദ്ദി´ ˘ `)✧

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The eternal whump struggle of making him injured enough to need care but well enough to fuck nasty.

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kryptonite

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the color motifs of the Huntrix girls almost perfectly line up with the colors of the bisexual flag. which could mean nothing

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i see pics that remind me of the girls and i simply have to redraw them 😆😊❤️

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Zoey being hyperactive even in her sleep. Tossing and turning all night unless she's actively being cuddled. Rumi either laying on top of her and using her as a pillow or holding her possessively depending on how demon-y she's feeling that day. Mira just snuggling up to her all night, pretending it's all for Zoey's sake when really she just loves having her arms around someone. Zoey insisting she gets better sleep with her girls around and complaining whenever they have to sleep apart for any reason. Zoey also talking in her sleep, usually a completely unintelligible mix of English, Korean, and genuine nonsense, but every so often the girls hear a very clear "I love you".

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i finished kpdh like 5 seconds ago, i havent read a single fic yet

so now im gonna present to you (platonic) dynamics id really like to see between jinu and rumi in fics (as someone who will basically only ship the girlies)

supportive exes - they may have not worked out, but you can bet they are still friends! (although mira & zoe might hate him #sad)

siblings coded!!! - slightly bickering "siblings", deep down they love and support each other a lot though (bc i do love me some angsty found family moments)

rivals to friends (who are still rivals) - do i even need to explain this one?? its literally just a peak dynamic

cat coded jinu - he may need his space and not seem 100% attached but secretly he does care for rumi and enjoys her company (projecting my cat onto jinu bc i can)

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I feel like a lot of people are debating Jinu's sacrifice at the end of kpdh from a point of "what does this say about the movie's/writers' stance on forgiveness and shame and redemption" which is, you know, valid and all, but I also feel like I've seen pretty much nobody come at it from a place of "does this make sense to Jinu's character," which to me feels like a missed opportunity.

Like, I don't think stories necessarily have to make every character make "the right choice" by the end of the story.

I think Jinu's death was being approached as a tragedy, and it feels very in line with how tragedy is meant to be written, in that it didn't have to happen, except of course it was gonna happen. There are so many ways it could have been prevented, but it would have required the characters doing things that they never would've done.

Jinu is complicated. He has a lot of flaws. "Selfishness" is the one the movie pushes the hardest (although I wouldn't take that at surface-level value, personally). I think that one of his big main flaws is his shame and guilt. Like Rumi, the intense amount of shame he harbors for "what he is" (Gwi-Ma's words) pushes him into a corner and traps him, making him believe that he could never be the type of person he subconsciously wants to be--could never live the type of life he subconsciously wants to live. He believes he is irredeemable.

Jinu drowns himself in self-flagellation, because he believes it's what he deserves. In his mind, he did (and still does) bad things, and he gets endlessly tortured for it, and that's all there is. There is no other way for him to exist, to live. He literally says this, flat-out: "You're a demon, just like me. All we get to do is live with our pain--our misery. That's all we deserve."

The first thing he says to Rumi, when he chooses to sacrifice himself for her, is "I'm sorry for everything."

Jinu didn't need to die for Rumi in order to redeem himself. But it's in character that he would believe that he needed to. That's the tragedy of it all.

Rumi saved Jinu, gave him his soul back, by making him believe that he could be more than his past actions--believe that he could be redeemed. But that doesn't mean his entire mindset was totally wiped clean and replaced with something entirely healthy and well-adjusted. He'd grown enough as a person that he was able to choose a selfless, noble act, to try to be good and redeem himself--he just didn't grow enough to realize that he didn't need to harm himself in order to redeem his past actions.

That's why it's sad! That's why it's a tragedy! Jinu didn't need to die, but he's spent the past 400 years in a mindset of "suffering=recompense for past sins"! Of course he'd choose to sacrifice himself to the one person who treated him like he could be redeemed!!! That's what he's been doing for the past 400 years!!! That's his fatal flaw!!!

This is also why I think it would be a good (or at least fine) move to bring him back in a potential sequel--there's definitely still places his arc can grow, he still has more to learn, so there's a lot that they could still do with his character.

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A Manager's Helping Hand — Saja Boys NSFW (Jinu, Mystery & Abby) x Male Reader

CW: Asphyxiation on Abby's part (Abby receiving)

A/N: I wanted to write for all of them but lost fuel. Trust Romance and Baby will be in the next one, English isn't my first language and I don't respect it enough to correct my mistakes with it.

WC: 2.2K, not proofread.

Synopsis: He’s exhausted, posture slouched as his glamour flickers, sharp teeth and golden eyes crawling back to the surface as his nerves prick at the back of his neck with every passing second, he has to get on stage in 10 minutes; not enough time to pull himself together as his breathing gets heavier.

Fortunately, you followed him, the ever attentive manager, think of a way to relieve him from his predicament.

Jinu 

He cursed under his breath, fingers- no claws shaking with frustration as his frame slumps against the cold wall. 

“Why…why now!? Fuck!” He let out a pained, shaky breath. Jumping in his skin when he felt your warm hand on his back, even through his shirt, the sense of your touch was scalding hot against his icy skin.

His shining gold eyes landed on yours, wide and scared. His clawed fingers tightened around his frame as he turned his head away from you,

“What- what are you doing here? Is there not other things you-”, he cuts himself off with a needy moan as your hand grips his thigh, he can’t even look you in the face as you smile up at him sweetly.

“Well, as your manager,” you’re in front of him now, finger running down to the waistband of his pants from his chest, your nail leaving marks along his skin as his whole body shudders under your touch, “I have to keep my members in top shape, no?” he huffs in annoyance, irritation, yet all of it melts away when your hand cups his hard on through the fabric of his pants.

He’s silent now, his bottom lip caught between his sharp teeth to muffle any sound that dare escape, you smile sweetly once more your hands roaming around his body with presicion. Fingers pinch his nipples when they get to them, hands cup his ass, pinch his inner thigh as he starts to let out small grunts. 

You could purr from the satisfaction of having Jinu a mess in your hands by a few fondles and gropes, how adorable. 

A needy sound escapes form the back of Jinu’s throat as your hands are finally inside his boxers, he finally looks at you. Well, your hands, wild gaze watching with rapt attention as your fingers wrap around his already hard cock, so needy that it’s twitching, pulsating against your fingers.

He’s frozen in your hold, like a rabbit caught between the tiger’s claws as he closes his eyes, hips twitching erratically as you fist his cock through his pants, his reactions have your smile turn a little sinister. 

You catch his earlobe between your teeth as you suck on the flesh, finally tearing out a moan of your name from him, his eyes widen as he groans, head hitting the wall in embarrassment as his face flushes. With his demon skin, it looks, oddly attractive.  

“Move your hips,” you whisper into his ears, feeling him shudder against you as he looks at you with, what you think, a glare as he does what he’s told. Hips grinding into your fingers, making quiet noises, his lips wet and puffy from all the biting, “Good boy,” your head dives into the juncture of his neck to pepper open mouthed kisses, your fingers stuttering when you hear the whorish moan he just let out.

You chuckle, the noise too low to be innocent, “you like being my good boy?” you tut, your tone teasing as you speed up the pace of your hand, fisting his cock harshly as the dam finally bursts and now he’s whining your name, babbling about how close he is and how fucking sensitive his cock feels when your fingers squeeze the tip, you let him.

“Close, shit— so clos—fuck—e!”, you hum absentmindedly as you busy your mouth with his neck, making sure not to bite as they have a performance to get to, his hips have lost all momentum or rythym, the coil in his stomach so close to snapping—

You tug on his dick once, twice, and he cums all over your hand with a demonic sounding groan, his body shaking as his claws dig into your own waist, you hiss as you feel the nails pierce skin, your own dick throbbing with want as you watch Jinu come apart from your fingers. 

You stroke him once to tease, his eyes snap to yours, his glamour slowly coming back as you smile innocently, taking your hand out of his pants, reaching for napkins on the pocket of yours, you give him plenty and pat his head with your dry hand, 

“You’re on in three, make it fast, Jinu”, he groans at your retreating figure as he looks down at his feet, his mind even more scrambled now, unable to savour the afterglow of what just happened.

He curses under his breath as he cleans himself, the sight of your eyes on him has his dick twitching to attention again and he once again, groans internally. 

Mystery

You felt a tug on the hem of your shirt as you were passing by the break room, your eyes lit up when you saw Mystery, “I’ve been looking for you! Where-”, your words got stuck on your throat when your brain finally registered the state he was in. Skin purple, fangs out and his claws were digging into your waist as you sighed.

You took him to a more secluded corner of the room by his arm, pushed him to his knees by your hand on his head. The view all to familiar as you smile down at him, his cheek already smushed against your crotch. His tongue out, he laps up your dick through your pants like a starved dog, his spit leaving a wet patch on the fabric as you grind your crotch against his tongue and feel him shudder.

You stroke his hair as you coo, “open up, pup”, he opens his mouth with a heavy breath, pupils already dilated.

You put two fingers inside his mouth, spreading them apart to grind them against his bottom teeth, the feel of his tongue twitching against the sides of said fingers has you biting your bottom lip in anticipation.

“Suck.”

He did so, trying to suck on your fingers like its your cock sitting heavy against his tongue claws gripping your thighs with all the power he has as you moan quietly at the stinging pain.

He lets out a choked, low whine when you lay your fingers flat on his tongue, he does his best to imagine its the vein on your cock that he loves to lick a strip of so badly, claws dragging down in a slip of control, making you groan out his name as you start to slowly thrust your fingers in and out. 

He’s basically slobbering on your fingers, he can’t stop his hips as they snap up into air, his dick twitching and aching with raw desire as you play with his mouth. You click your tongue at him, “so impatient, puppy dog,” you breathe out as he sucks your fingers with newfound vigour, you put your foot on the tent of his pants and grind down, his hips stutter as he chokes on your fingers a little when you push them deeper at the same time.

The pads of your fingers are now pressing up against the roof of his mouth, making him have to open his mouth, “such a hungry mutt aren’t you?,” you see tears slip from his chin, your cock twitches with interest as his small sobs become louder.

You grind your foot down on his clothed dick even harder, the heat on his cock from being trapped inside his pants and underwear unbearable, he’s slightly shaking now, his glamour slowly coming back- and completely vanish as his hips buck up and he lets out a quiet cry of your name, coming inside his pants just from sucking on your fingers and a little press from your foot.

You take out your fingers out of his mouth, patting his hair with the other as you help him get up, he ends up crashing into you as his knees wobble. You laugh and give his cheek a kiss at his embarrassed huff, 

“Go clean yourself up, puppy dog. You’re on in five, I have spare clothes on my bag on the table,” 

You give his hair a kiss where would be his temple and walk away to a bathroom, Mystery touches his lips, heart beating a little faster as he sluggishly wills himself to change his clothes.

Abby

As you were about to ask him what was wrong, his eyes caught the sight of you and he slammed your body against his by the grip on your arm, you groaned at the feeling of his hard body against yours.

“Abby, you have to get on in ten minutes, are you alri-”, you let out a small gasp as he grinded his hips against yours, and only now, did you notice his appearance, demonic. His pupils are already dilated, his fangs out as his claws dig into your waist, desperately rutting his hips against yours like a man starved. You push him against the wall by his shoulders, thank god he’s so pliant, no way you’d do that if he wasn’t like… this.

He isn’t even talking, his breathing heavy as he looks at you with undeniable hunger in his eyes, like he’s going to devour you any second if you don’t give him some sort of release.

You sigh in your head as you saunter closer to him, his eyes pinned on your body with rapt attention, your hands cup his cheeks as you bring him down for a kiss. He moans into your mouth and opens up immediately, sucking on your tongue as he grinds his hips down on yours, both of your clothed hard on’s press against each other, the friction causing the both of you to moan at the same time.

Your hands wrap your his neck, your thumbs pressing down at the sides of it as his breath hitches and he throws his head back at how hard his dick throbbed, the action didn’t seem to hurt him at all as he breathlessly moaned for you, “Please… fuck— please.” Your dick throbbed in your now way too tight pants, wanting nothing more than to take it out and have his dick frot against yours but, the time is too short for that.

Instead, you hum as you kiss along his jaw, pressing your thumbs even harder as his body shudders against yours.

You nip at his earlobe, “take your dick out and stroke yourself for me, gotta be fast if you want to cum,” he let out a heavy breath as you pulled your body away from him to give room for his dick, already standing to attention as it slaps against his chiseled stomach, the tip red and dripping pre-cum. Abby hisses at the cold air against his dick, he looks into your eyes but you already know what to do, you capture his lips in a kiss that was gentler than you intended; your thumbs still holding down as you started to squeeze his whole neck a bit more. 

He didn’t need air particularly, but the rush of his lungs losing air as he fists his cock has him twitching against his palm. The sight of you, biting your bottom lip, your eyes look down right predatory as he shudders at the thought of being your prey, moaning lowly when you nip at his jaw, and whisper,

“Good boy, keep going, just like that, yeah?”, he nods as his chest heaves, your hands squeezing and tightening around his neck harder and harder as his strokes become punishing, he’s practically tugging at his dick with how turned on he is. You’d laugh if you didn’t find it hot, you bite down on his bottom lip as his eyes close shut as his jaw goes slack a little, he’s close, just needs a little… push.

Your right hand lets go of his neck, he whines as he opens his eyes, only for it to derail into a groan of your name as you start fisting his dick along with him, your left hand had a death grip on his neck at this point, the sides of his vision went black as his ears started to ring, the loss of breath somehow emphasized the pleasure, and the sensation of two hands on his dick as he came with a silent cry, his hips bucking up erratically as you let go of his neck but helped him ride out his high by pumping his dick a few more times.

His eyes snapped open when he felt your hand on his cheek, his throat had a brand of your grip in deep red, you sighed, pat his right thigh, “go on, clean yourself up, you’re on in…”, you check your watch as you adjust your footing a little, somehow that was the most attractive thing Abby has seen a man do, “six minutes, call me if you need help, big man.”

He could only nod as his glamour slowly spread throughout his whole body again, dazed as he dragged his body to the bathrooms. He did take a picture of his neck, for keepsake, a sweet memory, one might say.

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Where's my polytrix post-movie road trip, i want to see them eating watermelon by the porch, to see them grilling pork belly and drinking soju, where's the walking hand in hand by the sea at sunset, picnic under the stars at night cause rumi wanted to see the shooting stars. singing in their rental car and windswept hair. then they will be kissing under the cherry blossom, or maybe the aquarium zoey loves so much. i want to see mira pulling them to dance all night long, somewhere away where the locals do not know them and they can just be themselves young and in love

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As Rumi gets more comfortable with her marks and her demon half, Zoey and Mira convince her to do a stream with them. Rumi starts out slow, playing Minecraft for the first time with Zoey. The most captured moment on stream is when Zoey dies to lava and Rumi laughs so hard she starts wheezing while Zoey curses in English. As she goes back through the stream later, Zoey realizes that Mira was one of the people to capture it.

Later, Rumi appears on stream with Mira, sitting very still while Mira applies her eyeliner. Mira talks quietly about her new dances and Rumi sometimes interjects with a funny moment from practice that day. Once Mira is done, Rumi checks her eyes in the camera. People watching the stream swear they were blinded by the smile that Rumi gave to Mira when she complimented her work.

Finally, the day comes, and Rumi appears on her own stream. The chat is immediately filled with fans, begging to figure out what the stream is about. Rumi just smiles, puts on some HUNTR/X music, and cooks some comfort food. As she cooks, she starts singing along to the music. The Honmoon suddenly swells, and Rumi is shocked. It turns out, Zoey shouted out Rumi's stream, and a massive audience from America is also watching.

The girls start a weekly cooking stream, with a rotating cast. Rumi cooks comfort food, Mira makes some new recipes, and Zoey kills it while baking. One day, someone pops into the apartment while they stream. Bobby becomes the unofficial fourth member of the stream, and he is the official taste tester of HUNTR/X

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"Saja Boys having no known identity is unrealistic" you guys wouldn't last a day in nugu kpop

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So I fell down the K-Pop Demon Hunters rabbit hole, and now I’m making some HUNTR/X plushie keychains! Starting with a Zoey design💖 wish me luck that the test embroidery goes well!

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Demon Patterns & Their Variations in KPDH

Part 1 of what's shaping up to be a series.

Buckle up, besties. This is a long one.

But first, the thing that spawned my madness.

Essentially, I was rewatching the 'How Its Done' music video for the thousandth time in a row, as one does, when I noticed that the Big Demon Leader of the demons the girls fucking own didn't seem to have any of the spiky patterns we've come to associate with demons.

For those who don't know what I'm talking about, I mean this guy.

Notice how he instead seems to have a cloud like carved almost-tattoo texture with his specific patterns. Now it's important to note, he does have the spiky patterns, though they're only really visible on his fingers. They're more clearly pictured in the third screenshot.

So, noticing this and already freaking out over the potential lore implications I just had to go through the entire movie, screenshotting every single demon character, background or other wise.

Having done that, I can confirm that every single demon character's patterns are completely unique to them. There are no repeats as far as I can tell, proving yet again that kpdh is an incredible movie.

Here come the findings:

1. There are multiple other characters with this cloud-like tattoo texture.

The majority of these demons also have a mixture of the carving texture and the spiky patterns. Although, the patterns on the demons with the carvings usually are less aggressive or there are less of then overall.

Screenshots:

2. It looks like there is a variant of the tattoo texture that looks more leathery.

Here's a good example of that:

Right now, I plan to get through all of my observations/revelations furst, before I start openly theorizing about what exactly these other patterns might mean. I just to get all the information out there.